A keresés eredménye

This kiss

This very kiss by you bestowed
Has captured and haunts my imagination:
And clamor of the day and quiet of the night,
I feel in the depth of its imprint's impression!
If sleep shall come and my eyes close,
I’ll dream of you, I’ll dream of the delights!
Mirage is gone - there’s no joy! Within arose
Only love, only the weakness reigns forthright.